RUNNING UP THAT HILL – A LINCOLN LOLLOP

More Autumn loveliness before the floods. You know where Lincoln is, I’m sure. In fact it’s locally known as “28.6 miles from Scunthorpe“. Better to show you the close-up. It all happens north of the station. Still one of the iconic views up Broadgate. Not much street art on view, though there is a fading… Continue reading RUNNING UP THAT HILL – A LINCOLN LOLLOP

BEER HEADZ, BEES & WILBURYS IN GRANTHAM

An interesting but pointless debate about our dullest county yesterday.  The chap who rated Wiltshire below Bedfordshire is clearly the sort of troll this blog thrives on. Lincolnshire gets bad press from the bourgeois and beer bloggers alike, mainly because of being flat and having seaside resorts that prioritise fun over prosecco. Which reminds me… Continue reading BEER HEADZ, BEES & WILBURYS IN GRANTHAM